Fifty shades of green

Last Saturday night I went with my mumma, one of my sisters and two of my soul sisters to a charity ball in aid of Macmillan, Sue Ryder and Ian Rennie. My other-mother Elaine arranges fantastic charity balls every couple of years in Hughenden village hall and this fantastic rock n roll covers band (who specialise in Elvis covers) play and I LOVE THEM, so I try and go whenever I can.

As a black tie event this calls for extra special dresses. In September I bought a ridiculous green 1980s prom dress from the East End Thrift Store that just had far too many clashing elements - plunging neckline, cold shoulder detail, glittery lace, netting, poofy a-line skirt. You get the picture, but incase you don't, here's a picture:

 

It was £15 and at that point it was bought with no outing in mind but lots of potential - Halloween, christmas tree dress.... In actuality, it's first outing was New Years for the Ultimate Power/Guilty Pleasures party at Kentish Town Forum. It got a lot of attention and was a dream to wear - the skirt really swings, and the bodice makes a meal of your milkshake.

I've struggled accessorising it, I've worn it with metallic open toe sandals both times, natural pink lipstickm minimal lashes and my hair up in a messy top knot. I think anything else looks too fancy dress or panto.

I don't even know or care if it looks good, its such a joy to wear. Not an easy one to repeat though, is it?